SoFlaJets Posted September 13, 2007 Share Posted September 13, 2007 every time something gets messed up at my daughters house she says "who did that?" and Mikey's answer is always "grampa" "who messed up those blinds?" "grampa" "who gave you that boo boo?" "grampa" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jetophile Posted September 13, 2007 Share Posted September 13, 2007 Because children know evil when they see it! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SoFlaJets Posted September 13, 2007 Author Share Posted September 13, 2007 Because children know evil when they see it! you kiddin me Jet-o I don't even have to be in the same zip code and I get blamed Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JerryK Posted September 13, 2007 Share Posted September 13, 2007 heh, When my oldest was 4, he'd turn on you quickly too. He once said this when his grandma was leaving: "Gramma, I don't like it when you have to go home." (we said-awww) "Cuz the couch smells funny when you get up." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JetFanByMarriage Posted September 13, 2007 Share Posted September 13, 2007 heh, When my oldest was 4, he'd turn on you quickly too. He once said this when his grandma was leaving: "Gramma, I don't like it when you have to go home." (we said-awww) "Cuz the couch smells funny when you get up." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SoFlaJets Posted September 13, 2007 Author Share Posted September 13, 2007 I get calls from my daughter asking me why I bit my granddaughter-even though the bite marks suspiciously match those of a 2 year old Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jetophile Posted September 13, 2007 Share Posted September 13, 2007 I get calls from my daughter asking me why I bit my granddaughter-even though the bite marks suspiciously match those of a 2 year old Holy Cr*p, HAH. And Jerry K, hehe. This was years ago. When one of my second cousins was a kid, he called another relative fat. But see, not really. He was about four at the time, and there was no malice in it. It was more of an observation. The sky is blue, sugar is sweet, you're fat, like that. His mother was mortified, admonished him, said don't you ever say anything about anyone's appearance again unless you have something nice to say. Now you go apologize! He was a little confused (because in his mind he was only stating the obvious), and started crying because he felt badly. He goes over, says he's sorry, hugs the "offended" party. Then he hugs her harder, starts crying again, says I'm sorry once more - and whispers in her ear, "...but you're still fat." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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